Looking at houses is boring. And frustrating. And I don't want to do it. Except that I won't have anywhere to live. Which would put a cramp in my exciting work plans.

So I've been househunting in Bridgend today. Which has been all of the above.

Still not found anywhere. Not sure whether to rent or buy. Six months is a long time to tie yourself down for when you don't know what's going to happen in the housing market. Still, it might not go up, and make it more affordable for me... It's so much hassle, though.

Went out for a couple of quiet pints afterwards. The real stuff comes Christmas Eve, mostly. With a bit of luck, there will be lots of people who I want to see home.

I got Christmas cards from my students. I was quite choked up. They're so sweet, most of them. Except the evil ones. Awww.

I have done all of my Christmas shopping, too. It took less than an hour. That's what obsessive window shopping for two months can do.